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Fabolous There Is No Competition 2 The Grieving Music Mixtape

a Juan Valdez Keep it clean, cut like bald heads Been playin' with that green long as Paul Pierce So you gotta ball harder than them ball players All she wanna know is there

count One, two, three, everybody count One, two, three, body count I check my other pocket more bodies found [Verse 1: Fabolous] More bodies I'm back for more bodies The competition is

You niggas must of heard me wrong I blame them horses when I turn that Porche turby on My engine gettin' his Kentucky Derby on Seats is brunette, paint is

I don't know if I love ya Or I just wanna fuck ya Either way you're goin' down Tonight, tonight I don't know if I love ya Or I just wanna fuck ya Either

Valdez Keep it clean cut like bald heads Been playin with that green long as Paul Pierce So you gotta ball harder than them ball players All she wanna know is there

aint my vision I see I'm what it is and you are what it isnt Lights out niggas, assume the position With my eyes close I see there is no competition [

way before we hit the teley {I was like} [x2:] I don't know if I love ya Or I just wanna fuck ya Either way you're going down Tonight tonight [Fabolous

count One, two, three, everybody count One, two, three, body count I check my other pocket more bodies found [Verse 1: Fabolous] More bodies I'm back for more bodies The competition is

[Fabolous:] Bitch I'm raw... So hearing that any nigga out cook me Is suspect as R. kelly with girl scout cookies When u talking to a pro watch ya mouth